"Super...the immortal, this...hadri is dead, dead?" Li Xue asked with some stutter.

It’s not that she is so incompetent. Although she has been with Jin Yang for many days and has seen his various "magic powers", the previous ones combined are not as shocking as Jin Yang today!

Flying clouds and fog, guns and missiles, purple gold gourd... If what Jin Yang showed in front of her before could only be considered a simple magical power, then all this Li Xue saw today is a real immortal method!

Seeing Jin Yang suddenly appear next to her again, Li Xue could no longer suppress the horror in her heart and asked with a stuttering look!

The others sitting next to him saw this "god" back in the plane again, stood up at the same time, subconsciously gathered together, and took a few steps away!

They looked at Jin Yang with a little awe in their eyes!

If Jin Yang's arbitrary actions made them feel a little disgusted, then at this moment, all the things that Jin Yang showed had already made them throw away this emotion!

Disgusted? Do people dare to be disgusted with a "god"?

Naturally, these people in the cabin are not ordinary people. Although these people are generally not of high level, their departments are all key departments of the United States' military and political circles, and none of them are simple roles. On weekdays, there are many storms and waves, and it is not easy to make them lose their composure!

However, today, facing such a "god", they can no longer maintain their former demeanor! When Jin Yang returned to the cabin again, all of them chose to stand up and retreat, using this method to express their awe for Jin Yang!

Seeing these people's reactions, Jin Yang was very awe-inspiring. Especially when he saw Li Xue, the little girl, who was "frightened" at this moment, he felt even more relieved.

He laughed and said, "Diet? How easy is it? In front of me, Jin Yang, he has to ask me whether he is dead or alive!"

As he said that, Jin Yang raised his right hand and pinched his fingers for a few quick fingers. The purple gold gourd appeared out of thin air again, but this time it was of normal size.

"Let me!" After Jin Yang pinched his fingers, ↓style_txt; he sniffed lightly, and saw a golden light flashing from the mouth of the gourd, and a figure stumbled out and fell on the floor of the cabin!

"Ah, it's Hadri!" Seeing that Hadri was suddenly released, everyone in the cabin screamed in surprise. One of the military entourage responded the fastest and immediately rushed forward, pressed Hadri firmly, and cut his hands back and handcuffed them tightly!

"Looking at your nervous look, don't worry, although he is still alive now, his meridians are all destroyed, and he is just a useless person! Okay. I have caught the person, and it's your business. But after the trial, remember to hand over the person to me. This guy dares to let his subordinates attack me. I must let him taste the taste of soul-sucking and refining spirit!" Jin Yang said viciously.

"Soul-drawing and refining spirits!" As soon as these words were spoken, Li Xue shuddered again!

After seeing Jin Yang's methods, I felt particularly terrible when I heard him say such things from his mouth. At this moment, Li Xue had already begun to silently contempt for Hadri in her heart.

Thousands of kilometers away, the United States and the White House.

The emergency phone on the black president's desk suddenly rang. He was listening to the Secretary of State's report. After grabbing the phone, he listened for a while, and the expression on his face immediately changed from calm to surprise!

"What? I caught him? It's great, where? Okay, take him back to Washington immediately and organize an interrogation expert to conduct an interrogation!" Hearing the report on the phone, the black president was filled with joy!

Putting down the phone, he stood up from his desk regardless of his image, walked a few steps to the Secretary of State, and hugged him vigorously in his shocked and puzzled expression.

"Haha, it's great. That monster Jin Yang actually caught Hadri and captured him alive!" The black president said with a laugh, his mouthful of white teeth looked particularly brilliant at this moment!

"Really? It's great. Now our crisis has been resolved!" The Secretary of State also looked happy when he heard this news!

The news of the crash of the fifth aircraft carrier attack group has become the biggest pain for this government during this period. In Washington, New York, and major cities in the United States, it is unknown how many people take to the streets and marches and demonstrations every day. The opposition lawmakers spared no effort every day to vigorously criticize this government on various occasions and through various media!

God knows how much pressure the black president and his cabinet have been under during this period!

However, now that Hadri was captured alive, it was equivalent to the heaviest blow to the private organization. If it went well, it would be possible to defeat all the private organizations in one place. If such results were really achieved, then there would be an explanation for the affairs of the fifth aircraft carrier battle group.

"No, Rice, our crisis has only been solved halfway, but this is indeed excellent news." The black president said with a laugh. For many days, the sad face on his face has been wiped out.

"I understand what you mean, Mr. President, but, how do you plan to resolve the remaining half of the crisis?" Rice asked, smiling at the black president.

Of course she understood what he meant. The private organization had solved it, but the psychic man named Jin Yang was still a big trouble. If he was an ordinary psychic man, the US government would not have to be afraid at all, because their abilities were limited and within a controllable range. The United States itself also has some official psychic man organizations that serve them. The affairs of psychic man can generally be solved through psychic man, just like the "Hand of God" sent to China last time.

But unfortunately, Jin Yang is not an ordinary psychic. The power of this psychic is too powerful and the government cannot control it!

Last time, Jin Yang raided the White House, causing a group of American senior officials to be in a mess. Although he urgently carried out a series of emergency response measures and finally passed this level without any danger, it left a deep shadow in the hearts of all senior officials, including the black president!

As the most powerful country in the world, how can the United States allow their lives to be played with by others as the real masters of this country?

So, although these senior leaders didn’t say it, they had already reached a certain consensus in their hearts, that is, Jin Yang must be eliminated!

Since they cannot be recruited, they cannot allow such a transcendent existence to continue to stay with them. Even if it is only two months, it will not work!

God knows what will happen in the past two months!

"There is an idiom in China, called "Snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman will benefit. We don't have to rush to get rid of Jinyang now. As long as we operate well, this matter may turn into a good thing." The black president said meaningfully.

"Mr. President, you mean, that thing is almost over?" The Secretary of State asked excitedly when he heard the black president's words.

"There is no final conclusion yet. Such things are extremely difficult to check, but based on the situation we have grasped now, it is enough to guide things in a favorable direction. Hehe, at that time, as long as we successfully persuade Jin Yang and go to China, it will not be a headache for us. Let the red regime have a headache!" said the black president with a smug smile.

After hearing his words, Secretary of State Rice also laughed. I have to say that this is indeed a nearly wonderful idea. If it can be successful, it can be said that it will resolve the crisis almost perfectly!

"Mr. President, to celebrate this good news, I suggest. How about we have a drink?" the Secretary of State suggested excitedly as he looked at the black president.

"Good idea. I heard you have a bottle of Conte, which is a good year. I want to try it." The black president said with a smile, obviously in a good mood.

"Of course. Good wine is just to be paired with good news." The Secretary of State said with a smile.

Hadri was sent to the heavily guarded professional interrogation room as soon as possible. When he opened his eyes, what stood in front of him was an interrogation team composed of top torture experts in the United States!

When he slowly opened his eyes, under the dazzling white light, what caught his eye was a black man two meters tall!

The black man was wearing a gray windbreaker and a bald head was glossed with oil, looking like a demon god walking out of hell.

"Hello, Mr. Hadry, let me introduce myself. My name is k. In the next time, I will be responsible for interrogating you. I am very happy to know you." K stretched out his broad palm and showed a "gentle" smile to Hadry.

"You won't get anything from me." Hadri said slowly with difficulty, looking at the black man.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light radiated from the slit to the outside, as if from hell, without any human feelings!

Hadri, who has established a private organization for several years and planned dozens of attacks on Western countries, has been doing thousands of lives. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a cold-blooded animal.

For ordinary people, the gloomy atmosphere in the interrogation room would probably be frightened by just a glance, but Hadri was not afraid of it at all. His mood was very calm, as if he was in his own base.

He was just a little confused and a little confused. How did he be caught? Who was the mysterious man who called his name? Why did he just promised him and suddenly sucked into the sky and fainted?

Hadri was not afraid of blood and death, because that was all about his life, and he just couldn't understand what had happened to him in the previous few hours.

He knew that in the face of the powerful United States, he would sooner or later be caught or beaten to death by the Americans like the predecessor who created the plane crashing into a building. This day would come sooner or later, but he did not expect that he would be caught in such a way that he could not understand until now.

He is unwilling to give up!

There were bursts of pain all over his body, and Hadri found that his hands and feet could not move, and even could not move his fingers!

This result was not beyond his expectations. When it fell into the hands of the Americans, he had already thought of his own ending, but it was just death.

He understood that for himself now, death is the best result. If possible, he is willing to die immediately.

Because if he does not die, he will face all kinds of cruel means. He also knows those means, because he has also tried them on hostages and enemies.

He has received professional spy training and knows that the means of those people dealing with the enemy is definitely beyond the limits of human imagination!

But he still wants to give it a try!

He knew what the Americans wanted, but he just didn't want to give it to them! The private organization was founded by him, and several senior executives were his confidants. Even if he died, the private organization still existed and would avenge him in the future. However, if the Americans knew all the secrets of the private organization with him, then the private organization would be really over.

"You won't get anything from me." After saying this, Hadri looked at the interrogation expert in front of him calmly. He did not deliberately dodge the other party's gaze because it means showing weakness. He wanted this guy named K to understand that what he is facing now is a corpse!

"No, no, Mr. Hadri, you misunderstood. I really don't plan to ask you what, that's the recorder's business. Now, I just want to do some interesting little experiments on you." K heard Hadri's words and immediately waved his hand at him with a smile, denying his words. After that, he reached out and patted Hadri's shoulder, making out like an old friend.

But this action made Hadri's heart sink again, and he had a vague premonition.

If the other party comes up with a fierce and evil spirit, he will not be worried, but when faced with such an "opponent", Hadri felt something was wrong.

"Look, I brought a lot of good things for this job." K said to Hadry with a smile, and at the same time picked up a small silver-gray suitcase placed under his feet.

He opened the box in front of Hadri, and inside, on the black velvet, there were several rows of exquisite gadgets, scalpels, steel needles, small hammers, scissors... all available, and several bottles of potions of different colors.

As soon as he saw this situation, Hadri understood that this guy was just a cold-blooded animal, even building his own happiness on the pain of others!

On the surface, he was still very calm, but his heart was getting deeper and deeper.

"I have to say that the guy who captured you is really a wonderful person. I don't know how he did it. He was able to cut off all your motor nerves while retaining all your pain nerves. This is simply a God's method!"

K said this, he gradually became excited.

He picked up a bottle of red potion and skillfully drew it into the syringe. Then he smiled and said, "Now, we make everything more perfect!"

He said this, staring at Hadri in front of him, slowing down his tone, and saying word by word: "This is the latest product, very expensive, and costs 20,000 US dollars each. You are very lucky, Mr. Hadri."

Speaking of this, K's tone slowly became cold, as cold as if from hell.

"It will increase the sensitivity of your painful nerves by twenty times, while also keeping you awake all the time."

After the injection, K stood up, put the syringe back in place, and patted Hadri on the shoulder again.

"Enjoy, Mr. Hadry!"
Chapter completed!